The Taste Of Freedom

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The morning I wake up,
I can smell my breakfast being cooked,
I feel so relaxed,
After a 10 hour sleep,
With nothing planned at all,
Living as if there is no responsibility,
No more tasks,
No places to be,
Ah,
How I wish this could last,
But alas,
Nothing is that sweet forever,
Life must continue,
The cycle must go on,
We must do things,
We cannot stop everything,
For if we do,
What would happen to this world?

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